I think it’s safe for me to say that I am not your average, ordinary “guy.” I do some typical guy things from time to time, but I’m not the burly manly, man type guy. As the heat rises, I can hear the masses gather outside to take advantage of the warm weather. The herds of stupidity are swarming out there. It’s almost as if I should stay inside until they are gone for the summer. Afraid that if I get to close, I will be affected by their lower intelligence. I feel like Gollum. “Stupid, fat hobbits.” I can hear their laughter with the windows open. It’s like nails on a chalk board.
The first, really good thunderstorm blew through town last night. It woke me up, and I was happily surprised. The lightning was the most impressive thing about it all. It didn’t matter if your eyes were open or closed. You knew it was there. Thunder. Wind. Pouring rain. I turned over and fell asleep faster than I could have imagined. Sleeping well has been bit of a struggle these recent months. The storm was what I have been looking forward to. With it brought some of the best sleep ever.
It’s been another rough day, but the week is over. A cut on my hand and some stomach aches, but I’m glad the weekend is here.